Out in the garden there's half of a heaven. We're only bluffing. We're not ones for busting through walls but they've told us unless we can prove that we're doing it, we can't have it all.

He's gonna wangle a way to get out of it. She's an excuse and a witness who'll talk when he's called but they've told us unless we can prove that we're doing it, we can't have it all. We can't have it all. (I caught a glimpse of a god, all shining and bright)

Suddenly my feet are feet of mud. It all goes slo-mo. I don't know why I'm crying. Am I suspended in Gaffa? Not 'til I'm ready for you, Not 'til I'm ready for you hoo hoo-oo-oo
can I have it all.

I try to get nearer, but as it gets clearer there's something appears in the way. It's a plank in me eye with a camel. Who's trying to get through it? Am I doing it? Can I have it all now? I pull out the plank and say "Thank ye for yanking me back to the fact that there's always something to distract." but sometimes it's hard to know if I'm doing it right. Can I have it all now? Can I have it all now? Can I have it all? I can't have it all (We all have a dream...maybe.)

Suddenly my feet are feet of mud. It all goes slo-mo. I don't know why I'm crying. Am I suspended in Gaffa? Not 'til I'm ready for you, Not 'til I'm ready for you hoo hoo-oo-oo
can I have it all.

I won't open boxes that I am told not to. I'm not a Pandora. I'm much more a like a that girl in the mirror. Between you and me, she don't stand a chance of getting anywhere at all, not anywhere at all, no, not a thing. She can't have it all (Mother, where are the angels? I'm scared of the changes.)

Suddenly my feet are feet of mud. It all goes slo-mo. I don't know why I'm crying. Am I suspended in Gaffa? Not 'til I'm ready for you, Not 'til I'm ready for you, [2x] hoo hoo-oo-oo. Can I have it all now?